鲍力斯,你的气息裹挟着山风;鲍力斯,你是一匹奔跑的马,在雨夜为失眠带来灯盏、面包和食盐。鲍力斯,嘎丽娅,两条相向的铁轨,上面奔跑着爱情的火车。烧着木材的火车,穿过云朵和远东的大地。这是两个人的火车,在目光交汇的时候,来回行驶,天空都在颤抖和飞翔。火车昼夜都不要停歇。白天,盼望徐徐降下缀满星星宝石的幕布,围拢两个温热的嘴唇,害羞的嘴唇。黑夜里,渴望升起自己的太阳,照亮爱情,细细的 Bao Li Si, your breath coerced the mountain; Bowes, you are a running horse, in the rainy night bring lamp, bread and salt for insomnia. Bao Li Si, Galia, two opposite rails, running above the love of the train. Trains of wood, through the clouds and the Far East. This is a two-person train, traveling back and forth as the eyes converge, the sky trembles and flies. Do not stop the train day and night. During the day, hoping to slowly lower the screen covered with star gemstones, surrounded by two warm lips, shy lips. Night, eager to raise their own sun, light love, thin